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Lyrics:

[Verse 1]
You turned up late again
With rain on your sleeves
Mum's on the phone
And the cat wants the keys
You said, "Let's get out"
So we nicked some chips
Down by the canal
With salt on our lips

[Pre-Chorus]
And the day looked bored
Till you laughed that way
Like you knew a door
I could kick one day
You said, "Hold on tight"
I said, "That's my line"
Then the whole grey town
Started feeling fine

[Chorus]
Spare change Sunday, spare change Sunday
We can make it shine
Spare change Sunday, spare change Sunday
Borrowed time feels mine
Hold my hand, don't let it slip away
Spare change Sunday, spare change Sunday
We can make it play

[Verse 2]
Bus window fogged up
Your name in the steam
A paper crown
On a shopfront queen
We stole the night
From the off-licence glow
Two cheap laughs
And nowhere to go

[Pre-Chorus]
Then you said my name
Like a warning shot
Like the whole wide world
Was a thing we'd stop
I went all in
On your crooked grin
And the hardest doors
Let the chorus in

[Bridge]
[Half-time]
If the kettle burns dry
If the rent comes due
If the ceiling cracks
I'll still come through
You and me, mate
We know the way
Turn a dead-end road
Into our favourite place

[Final Chorus]
Spare change Sunday, spare change Sunday
We can make it shine
Spare change Sunday, spare change Sunday
Borrowed time feels mine
Hold my hand, don't let it slip away
Spare change Sunday, spare change Sunday
We can make it play
Spare change Sunday, spare change Sunday
We can make it shine

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Spare Change Sunday

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